Poetry 'n Prose

I dreamed I slept

I dreamed I slept, and in that sleep I dreamed,
and from that double dream interior woke
and walked in a closed courtyard. someone spoke
behind me, and I turned. Your spirit beamed
eternal eyes at me. ‘Just as you seemed
in dream to dream, so by the double stroke
of waking into waking, from this yoke
you’ve shouldered, may you be redeemed.’

I replied, ‘when I enter my last mortal sleep,
after all dreams have gone, and I am dead,
will then I wake and, doubly waking, keep
some mirror of that garden in my head
and back inside it, rising from the sleep
will I be with you, or will I wake instead?’

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

6 replies on “I dreamed I slept”

‘Light upon light…’ : An-nur, the most famous and most agonized-upon Sura of the Qu’ran.

Only in mirrors, and dreams within dreams, can we realize the beauty of creation, be truly and fully awake.

In a dream, we are awakened in all our reality. Only our eyes are shut, all our senses are awakened, alert, astonished by the light. In our wonder, we are awake. In our dreams we live. Death is only a way-station in the mosaic of eternity.

Stay well! and at peace!

An-nur’s words and more importantly your sharing of them opens the dream to further interpretations perfectly.

And I ask myself is this a stream of consciousness or some revolving memory on a past life to the next? Candle to candle, does the flame live on?

The complete translation for An-nur (Yusuf Ali) is as follows:

“Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The Parable of His Light is as if there were a Niche and within it a Lamp: the Lamp enclosed in Glass: the glass as it were a brilliant star: Lit from a blessed Tree, an Olive, neither of the east nor of the west, whose oil is well-nigh luminous, though fire scarce touched it: Light upon Light! Allah doth guide whom He will to His Light: Allah doth set forth Parables for men: and Allah doth know all things.”

I find unutterable joy and beauty in these words. They seem to reflect with an inner glow that I cannot pinpoint, or explain, or have enough of.

more soon….

An-nur is a truly enriching poetry. Joyful and beautiful words reverberate inside me.

You recently asked me if these dreams – poems help. They do, of course, as did writing this (the abridged version was titled Mustard Seeds)

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